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I'm sorry, why are you even a part of this conversation?
#supernatural#spn#sam winchester#dean winchester#ruby#ruby spn#spnedit#supernaturaledit#*#the girls are fightingggggg
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Finished a commission for one of my good friends; @faurrium! With her pmd OCs Livia and Cylla!
#pmd#pmd art tag#pokemon mystery dungeon#zorua#sneasel#the girls are fightingggggg#this was very fun to work on tho >:3
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"When she calls you a coward, hit the deck."
I'm calling it now: Kitchen sink shot!
#agatha all along#agatha all along spoilers#tv: agatha all along#aaa meta#the girls are fightingggggg#it's okay property damage is just part of their foreplay at this point
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im like two minutes in and im already in love with the new poketoon it's making me want to cry
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Hazbin Hotel Fanart I made and have been hoarding. Enjoy. There will be more.
#the girls are fightingggggg#hazbin hotel#hazbin#alastor#vox#husk#angel dust#hazbin alastor#hazbin vox#hazbin husk#hazbin angel dust#my art#art#fanart#hazbin fanart
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i sent some money your way for the reduction, but it's ONLY for the right one. to counterbalance the anon who donated only for your left one.
Oh my god
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“Go collect your son,” Ibrahim barks at Anderson.
“Why don’t you go collect your daughter?”
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Yuu can do it!
Part 53
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“Guess we’re roughing it tonight,” Grim said, floating to the ground so he could kick a rock. Grim soon regretted this, because he didn’t have shoes, and rocks are usually pretty hard. He looked at Kuroki, betrayed that the rock that had never pretended to be anything else was, in fact, a rock. Kuroki could only shrug and rub the top of his head in an attempt to comfort the monster.
“Kalim-senpai would probably let us stay with him,” Enma mused.
Ito shook their head. “Kalim-senpai is, like, the only decent guy around. I don’t want to use him like that.”
Kuroki worried his lip. “Ashengrotto-senpai is probably banking on us going to him out of desperation, but I don’t want to owe him anything if I can help it.”
“Does Heartslabyul still owe us a favor for helping them with Rosehearts-senpai?” Enma asked.
“They’ve invited us to a bunch of Unbirthday parties, and we’ve gotten a bunch of free food because of it…” Kuroki said.
“Yeah, but do they think that’s paying us back?” Ito asked. “Or have they just forgotten that we’re not really in their dorm?”
"Push comes to shove, maybe we can say it's payback for all the times Ace and Deuce stayed over?" Enma said.
“Hey, guys?” Deuce’s voice called, audibly confused. “Why’re you all outside…?”
The three Yuus turned on him, their eyes gleaming.
Deuce and Ace, who had been running over, suddenly seemed way less interested in coming close to them. They eyed their friends warily.
“We lost our house to Ashengrotto-senpai,” Enma cut straight to the point. Despite this, he was smirking widely. “Since Rosehearts-senpai is totally going to make you guys sleep outside, can we use your beds?”
“You lost your house?!”
“Yeah, catch up,” said Grim.
“You didn’t even get our anemones off! How did you lose that badly?” Ace asked, incredulously. “Aren’t you guys supposed to be good at this sort of thing?”
Kuroki had never felt insulted and flattered at the same time before. Ah, he could always count on Night Raven College to introduce him to a myriad of new, conflicting emotions.
Ito crossed their arms over their chest. “That’s rich coming from you two. You’re the reason we’re in this mess, you know.”
“No, it’s the Headmage’s fault,” Kuroki grumbled.
“I thought it was Kuroki’s fault?” Grim asked.
“I can get behind that,” Enma said, shrugging.
“Sweet, we’ve been exonerated,” Ace said, pumping his fist.
Kuroki scowled at the floor. “Can we bunk with you guys or not?”
“Uhhhh… maaaaaybe?” Deuce said, slowly. “Heartslabyul doesn’t have any empty rooms, since no one drops out or gets held back.”
Ace tipped his head to the side thoughtfully. “But you four only need one bed, right? So, you can take my bed, and I’ll bunk with Deuce –.”
“No,” said Ito.
“Absolutely not,” said Enma.
“I’d rather brave the elements,” added Kuroki.
Grim looked at the three of them in turn, frowning. “Why not?” His eyes widened in ‘realization’. “Wait, does Ace have cooties or something?”
Kuroki nodded slowly. “Baaaaasically.”
In reality, the Yuus just did not want to have to be in the same dorm as Ace and Deuce while the two of them were sharing a bed. While most of their jokes about Ace and Deuce dating were just that – jokes… there was a hint of truth to the words. If the two of them were put in the same bed, that would probably kick off some fanfic-level pining, and they did not want to deal with that.
Look at Ace and Deuce! They were already blushing! Ugh. No, this was way above their pay grade.
“Well, I guess you could sleep on the floor?” Deuce said, slowly. “It beats being outside, probably.”
Kuroki groaned. “Man, I just got my sleep schedule back in order, too –.”
Enma snapped his fingers. “Kingscholar-senpai still owes us.”
“On it,” Ito said, tapping away on Ace’s phone.
Ace scowled. “I don’t have Kingscholar-senpai’s number, why the hell did you even take my phone this time?!”
“I’m texting Jack,” Ito said, shrugging nonchalantly. “So he doesn’t come out and stop us.”
“Why would he stop you?” Deuce asked, frowning.
“Never mind that! Why do you never take Deuce’s phone?!”
“‘Cause of favoritism,” Enma said.
Deuce smirked. “Try being more likable next time, Ace.”
“Aw, c’mon, he has his own charm,” Kuroki teased. “He’s like a feral cat that we took in and domesticated.”
Grim snickered, pointing a paw at Ace. “Sucks to suck!”
“Says the literal domesticated cat –!”
“I thought that you thought he was a raccoon?” Ito said.
“Shut the fuck up you’re literally homeless.”
“Wow, Ace, I didn’t know you were classist,” Deuce said, shaking his head disapprovingly.
Ace whipped around and kicked him in the shin.
It was silent for a moment (save for Deuce cursing under his breath).
Enma snickered. “Woah, dude, spousal abuse isn’t cool.”
~
Kuroki leaned against Sam’s counter, tapping his foot on the floor as they waited for him to come out.
“Is there a staff’s quarters?” he wondered, suddenly. It wasn’t as if Sam slept in the shop, after all, the place wasn’t large enough to hide an entire bedroom on-site.
Ito hummed. “There is, yeah. One of the janitor’s closets has a mirror-portal-thing that leads to a pocket dimension. I don’t think there are any empty rooms, though. We’d have to stay in someone’s suite. Probably the Headmage’s.”
Kuroki’s nose scrunched. “Pass.”
“I’d rather not stay there, either,” Ito admitted, shrugging. “The Headmage’s room is constantly a mess.”
There was a beat of silence.
“How do you know that?” Enma asked, warily.
“He makes me clean it sometimes,” Ito said.
“Ooooof course he does,” Kuroki said, even if he was privately relieved.
“Here you go, little ghouls,” Sam called. “One megaphone! I told you we had one in stock!”
“Huh, I’ve never seen one around…” Enma said.
“Were you looking for one?”
Enma looked like he didn’t entirely believe this, but he let it go. If only because he now had an important question for the man: “Actually, can we stay with you for a few days?”
“I’m not in the staff’s quarters,” Sam said, seeming genuinely apologetic. Must be nice to have a genuinely okay guy as your boss.
“How do you sleep, then?” Grim asked.
“Like the dead,” Sam said.
“... ‘kay, so how much for the megaphone?”
~
It was quiet as they headed towards the mirror chamber. Kuroki watched Ito and Enma out of the corners of his eyes. Enma had slung an arm around Ito’s shoulders while they walked, something that had earned a mildly exasperated look from Ito even if they hadn’t shrugged him off. Kuroki hesitated, wondering if he should break the silence. This was, probably, the only time the three of them would be alone (save for Grim, but that was fine) for the next few days, and Kuroki really should sort this out now, but he didn’t want to. He didn’t want to find out.
It was fine when they were actively problem-solving, when there was something that took precedence. But…
Ito glanced over at him. They sighed. “It’s – okay, it’s not fine. I’m very mad at you. That doesn’t mean that I hate you. I just need some time.”
“Speak for yourself,” Enma grumbled.
Kuroki looked at the ground. Watched his own feet shuffle along on the tiles.
From the sounds of it, Ito elbowed Enma in the side.
“Don’t pick at his insecurities just because you’re mad.”
“You do it with Trey-senpai all the time.”
“That’s different.”
There was a beat of skeptical silence.
“It just is okay?”
“You can’t get onto me about how I deal with this. You literally broke Trey’s nose once.”
“That doesn’t count, that was in the time loop, he doesn’t remember.”
“But I do.”
Enma and Ito continued to bicker without any real heat, and Kuroki continued to hope that one of these tiles would give way beneath his feet and he would plummet a few floors, away from this conversation.
Huh, who knew he could miss Ramshackle’s general dodginess?
“... am I missing something?” Grim whispered to Kuroki.
“Yeah, bud, you kind of are,” Kuroki admitted, smiling awkwardly. He scratched the monster behind the ears. “You know how you tried to make a deal with Ashengrotto-senpai a while back, but he didn’t let you?”
“Yeah – I mean no! I never tried that!”
Kuroki snickered despite himself. “Of course. Well, the reason he wouldn’t let you is that I made a deal with him to keep you three safe from him and his shady ways, and uh… it kinda bit us in the ass.”
Grim thought this over. And then smiled. “Thanks for looking out for me, henchman. I’m promoting you to henchman #1.”
Kuroki raised an eyebrow. “I thought I was already #1.”
Grim bunted against the side of his hand, asking for more pets. Kuroki rolled his eyes, but still felt his smile shift into something a little more real as he obliged his ‘boss’.
~
It took a while for Grim to burn his way through the foliage for them all. By the end of it, the monster was exhausted, so Kuroki hugged him to his chest as they waited for Jack to come down.
Jack was, as always, relatively punctual. He raised his eyebrows at their small group. “You said you wanted to talk?”
“Yeah. Take Grim and leave the pocket dimension for, like, two-ish hours,” Ito said, hefting the megaphone.
Jack’s eyes widened. “Sounds great. Thanks for the warning. Bye.”
With that, their two mage friends were gone.
“Should we warn Bucchi-senpai?” Ito asked.
“Nah, screw him,” Enma said.
“I thought you guys were kinda getting along, now?” Kuroki frowned.
“Nope,” said Enma. “He’s fine as a person, overall, I guess, but he’s still so annoying when he comes to Sam’s shop.”
Ito yawned, flipping the megaphone on. “Right. Kingscholar-senpai! You owe us! Give us sanctuary!”
Savannaclaw was mostly silent. A few people poked their heads out of their windows curiously, but none of those people were Leona, so who cares?
“We warned you.” They moved the megaphone away from their mouth. “Who wants first shift?”
“I’ll do it,” said Kuroki.
Ito hummed lightly and handed it off to him.
Kuroki tipped his head back thoughtfully. Let’s see. The most annoying song he could think of…
Well, he only really knew the chorus for this song, but if anything that would be even more annoying! He took a deep breath, bringing the megaphone to his lips:
“It’s! A small! World! After! All!”
Enma’s eyebrows pinched for a moment. Like he was trying to figure something out. Dully, Kuroki remembered him having a similar reaction to the Painting the Roses song. Didn’t Enma say there was no Disney in his world…?
Well, he could always ask about it later. Enma was already pissed at him, Kuroki was sure that confronting him about a possible lie wouldn’t help things… though, maybe, it would even things out…
He shook his head. Later. They had a far more pressing problem: poverty.
So, he – well, he wouldn’t call it ‘singing’, it was more vaguely yelling the lyrics – he yelled until he was at risk of losing his voice.
He handed the megaphone off to Ito.
“This is the song that never ends, it can go on and on my friend…!”
Ito lasted longer. Perhaps because they wouldn’t mind losing their voice – they weren’t in choir. But they, too, handed the megaphone off, after a while.
Enma thought it over for long enough that Savannaclaw dorm seemed to give a collective sigh of relief. They had given up.
Please. If there was one trait that all three Yuus would admit to having, it was stubbornness.
“99 bottles of milk on the wall…”
When Enma got to “Negative 8 bottles of milk on the wall”, Leona finally cracked, stepping out onto his balcony, looking like he had half a mind to start throwing things at them.
(Not that they would mind – they had been happy to collect all of the things the other Savannaclaw members had thrown at them. They were really fucking poor, okay?)
“FUCKING FINE YOU ASSHOLES.”
“Thanks!” Enma called through the megaphone.
Leona made a strangled screaming sound.
~
They sighed in relief when they were given a guest room. Yay! No sleeping on the floor for them! Who cares if the room was an absolute mess of random items? Sweep the stuff off of the bed, and it would basically be a more stocked version of Ramshackle.
Ruggie dropped a couple of sheets onto the already messy bed. “You’re gonna have to make the bed yourself,” he said, sounding like he was on his last nerve.
“Thanks. And sorry,” Enma said.
“No you’re not,” Ruggie said.
“... okay, yeah, I’m not. Stop bartering so much and maybe I’ll be nicer.”
“I’m poor, I have to get the best price –.”
“You use Kingscholar-senpai’s credit card every time you come by!”
Ruggie snickered. He threw his hand up in a wave as he headed toward the door. “Fair ‘nuff. See ya.”
They were left to tidy the place up. Most of the stuff around the room was just junk – and most of that was broken. But the bed was surprisingly nice. Kuroki spread out atop it the second the fitted sheet was in place, sighing. Enma threw a sheet on top of him, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
“We should steal this thing,” he said.
“... I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that,” Jack mumbled. Kuroki pulled the sheet off of his head to find their friend leaning in the doorframe, Grim hovering by his shoulder. “Here’s your familiar.”
“They’re my familiars,” Grim corrected him, scowling.
“Right, of course. My bad,” Jack said. He glanced at the three of them. “You guys didn’t go easy on them at all, did you?”
“What do you take us for? Pussies?” Ito asked. “I’ve never half-assed anything in my life.”
“Yeah, well, I’m going to destroy that megaphone of yours.”
The Yuus’ mouths dropped open in offense.
“Hey! We paid for that!” Kuroki complained.
“Don’t be lame,” Enma said.
“This is racist,” Ito decided.
Jack gave them an incredulous look. “I’m the second darkest person in this room?”
“Colorism,” they said, shaking their head sadly.
Jack sighed. “You three are so frustrating, you know that?”
“Thank you!” they all said, in unison, smiling brightly.
(Their smiles dropped into pouts when Jack, always one to keep his word, confiscated their megaphone.)
~
Kuroki opened his eyes at some point in the early morning. At first, he wasn’t sure why he had woken up. Enma wasn’t talking in his sleep. Ito was still sleeping like a log, as always. Grim was curled up on the end of the bed, snoring steadily. He hadn’t accidentally flopped onto the rusty spring poking out of their mattress again, because this mattress was thankfully devoid of murderous springs.
And then something flew past his window.
He rubbed his eyes, slipping out of bed, careful not to wake his friends as he shuffled over to the balcony. Carefully, he pushed open the window, grimacing at the blast of unfortunately-familiar, too-hot air blowing past his face, and stepped outside.
Ah, they were playing a game of Magift.
He blinked lazily, leaning against the railing and watching them all play. Not really out of interest, he’d never cared for sports (which probably isn’t a surprise to anyone who had ever laid eyes on him), he simply had nothing better to do while he waited for Enma and Ito to wake up.
Someone won. Kuroki hadn’t really been keeping score. He sighed, rubbing the back of his hand over his eyes. Well, that was… ‘nice’, he supposed.
And then he saw a person on a broom heading his way.
He raised an eyebrow at Jack. “Yeah?”
“You guys ever gonna tell me why you’re homeless?”
Oh, yeah, he supposed Jack didn’t know.
Kuroki shrugged. “Sure, I guess,” he said, because why not?
So, he explained their situation to Jack… he may have left out a few details, like Ito and Enma being mad at him, and why they were mad, but, in his opinion, that really wasn’t any of Jack’s business.
Jack huffed a laugh. “You guys’re screwed.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” Kuroki said, flatly. He slumped over the railing. “I know I’m missing something. Octavinelle has to have an advantage that they aren’t telling us about. But I just don’t know what it is.”
“Well, it’s Octavinelle, right? And the museum you have to steal from is underwater?”
Kuroki nodded.
“I mean, isn’t, like, everyone in that dorm a merman?”
Kuroki blinked.
… if there was a potion to let people on land spend time underwater, why wouldn’t there be a potion to let mermen spend time on land?
Now that he thought about it, most of the people in his class on Mermen were in Octavinelle. Like how everyone else in his class on Yajugen had animalistic features. It was so fucking obvious in hindsight, but why would he ever consider any of that?!
Fuck Azul Ashengrotto. He knew that Kuroki’s knowledge of this world was surface-level at best, that there was a good chance that all of the things that were a ‘given’ to the people who had lived here their whole lives would be impossible for him to ascertain.
“It’s enemy territory,” he breathed, his mouth dry.
“Probably,” Jack agreed.
Kuroki stared at the Magift field down below. Some poor schmuck had been left behind to clean the place up. He watched them work, thinking hard.
If they were mermen, they were probably fast underwater. So, it would be best to try for Mostro Lounge operating hours – less people for Azul to send after them. But it wasn’t as if Kuroki could simply call off from work, because then Azul would know to send someone.
And that wasn’t even including the fact that they wouldn’t know the terrain as well as them, and that Octavinelle might have some friends under the sea who could help them, and…
Damn. Damn!
He pressed his forehead against the bannister. It wasn’t cold, so it wasn’t soothing his rapidly-forming headache, but whatever.
“Okay, so, let’s see… Ashengrotto-senpai knows my schedule, and I can’t just call off work for a day, he’ll know what I’m doing. Should I call off for the next three days? But then they’ll always be on guard… it’s only three days, so it’s not like we can just wear them down…” He hissed a curse under his breath. “There’s gotta be a way to win this.”
“Do you even care about winning?” Jack asked. “I mean, no offense, but that place is a dump.”
“OF COURSE I HAVE TO FUCKING WIN,” he snapped.
Jack flinched back in mild surprise. “Didn’t know you could get that loud.”
“... that’s just because we told you to leave last night.” Kuroki lifted his head just slightly, just enough to peer up at Jack through his bangs. “Sorry for… I just… I have to win this bet, okay?”
Jack sighed, floating over the bannister to settle down beside him. “Okay. Well, if the problem is Ashengrotto-senpai knowing what you’re doing, why can’t Ito and Enma take a quick look around on their own?”
Kuroki shook his head. “That won’t work.”
“Hm? Why not?”
“‘Cause…” Kuroki started, only to trail off when the balcony door slid open again.
Enma stepped outside, dragging Ito behind him – literally, hand gripping their forearm while they flopped around on the floor in vague attempts to get away. This was probably more effort than simply walking on their own, but who was he to judge?
“You’re up early,” Enma said.
“You’re up late,” Kuroki shrugged.
Enma smiled. “Yeah, well, the lack of an alarm clock is… weird. Probably should have packed it. Not like we didn’t have the room.”
Jack looked between the two of them, his eyebrows knitting. “Why’re you acting weird?”
“Early in the morning,” grumbled Ito.
“It’s ten,” Enma sighed.
Ito sighed, too. Louder than Enma. As if their half-awake mind had decided it was a competition.
Kuroki ran a hand through his hair. “Well, if you guys are up –.”
“Debatable,” Enma snickered, kneeling down to pick up Ito.
“... – then we should probably go and get a lay of the land now, before my shift.”
“Is it really getting the ‘lay of the land’ if we’re underwater?” Enma mused.
Kuroki bit his tongue.
~
Enma peered at the glass vial in his hand, tipping it from side to side, watching the way it gleamed in the light.
“So, this’ll just help us breathe underwater? How? Does it change the layout of your lungs?”
Kuroki made a so-so motion with his hand. “Depends on the specific potion. There’re some that temporarily change the way your lungs filter oxygen. And there are more… drastic versions, which usually have longer lasting side-effects.”
Ace grimaced. “Like?”
“Uh, depends,” Kuroki said again, grimacing. “Some’ll give you the whole tail-gills-fish respiratory system package. Which, uh, you get your legs back, but also the gills don’t exactly disappear without another potion.”
“Which Ashengrotto-senpai didn’t provide, I’m guessing,” Deuce said, frowning.
Kuroki sighed. “No. But, my guess is… they probably wouldn’t give us a tail, it’d make us faster underwater… actually, we would take some time to get used to it…”
“Not giving Ashengrotto-senpai a single vote of confidence, I see,” Jack mumbled.
“If you’re going to Kuroki for a vote of confidence, you’ve already messed up,” Ito said.
Kuroki shrugged, turning to look at the Dark Mirror. “Guide us to the Coral Sea, please.”
The Mirror swirled, until they were staring into the murky darkness of what Kuroki hoped was the ocean.
“Everyone ready?” Kuroki asked.
“Mentally? No,” Grim said.
“Great,” said Kuroki. “Bottoms up, everyone.”
“Do we have to go under?” Ito asked. “The seawater’s gonna be awful for my hair, y’know. Can I sit this one out?”
“I don’t really want to go into the ocean, either,” Enma pitched in.
“Really?” Deuce asked. “Don’t you want to see what the potion does?”
Enma’s nose scrunched. “Yeah, but it’s the ocean. Fish, like, go to the bathroom in there.”
“So do humans, sometimes,” Ace pitched in. Because he was an awful human being.
Deuce hit him over the head.
“You can both take showers right after this,” Kuroki said, crossing his arms over his chest. “Since we’re in Savannaclaw, we don’t have to worry about hot water anymore. It’s fine. Drink up.”
Ito and Enma didn’t look particularly eager to try it.
Kuroki groaned. “Guys, this really isn’t the time to be stubborn.”
“It’s always the time to be stubborn,” Ito said, stubbornly.
“We could lose our house.”
Enma smiled without any real mirth. “Technically, you could lose our house, we did nothing.”
“... holy shit, hold on,” Ace said. The three of them flinched at the reminder that, oh yeah, they aren’t the only people to exist. “Are you guys fighting?”
“Of course they aren’t,” Deuce said. “They’re, like, incapable of even disagreeing.”
“Actually…” Jack said. “They’ve been acting off all morning, you might be right, Ace.”
Kuroki gritted his teeth. “Give us a minute, please?”
He didn’t wait for an answer from anyone before grabbing Enma and Ito by the wrists and dragging them away. He all but threw them into the nearest empty classroom, slamming the door shut behind himself. “Alright, you guys are being assholes.”
“We’re the ones being assholes?” Ito said, incredulously.
“It’s like nothing I can do can make you happy!”
Enma snorted. “Obviously. We’re mad about something you already did, not something you will do.”
“I can’t fucking go back in time, Enma!” Kuroki hissed.
“You haven’t even explained why you did it,” Ito said, their voice carefully level. “How are we supposed to forgive you if we can’t even understand you?”
“I don’t even get why you’re mad,” Kuroki said, glaring at the floor as if it had personally wronged him. “I was just trying to help.”
Ito rolled their eyes. “You stole our autonomy and didn’t even bother to tell us, of course we’re pissed.”
“I was trying to make sure you didn’t make a dumb decision.”
“So, instead, you’ll make a dumb decision for us?” Enma snorted. “Either way, we’re homeless now, so fat load of good it did us.”
“It would have been fine if Ace and Deuce hadn’t been so shit at espionage,” Kuroki said.
“Well, if you’d just told us ahead of time, then we wouldn’t have sent Ace and Deuce in at all!” Ito said.
“Oh, yeah, because you’re always so honest, Ito,” Kuroki said. “Fuck off.”
“Nice deflection,” Ito said, sarcastically.
“I’m just saying you’re both hypocrites,” Kuroki snapped. “Have you idiots forgotten that we’re the same fucking person? I know you’re both control freaks, too, you know! So, don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same.”
Enma laughed, bitterly. “You ‘know us’, but you still thought that we would make a deal with Ashengrotto-senpai of all people? We’re not stupid, Kuroki-san.”
Kuroki threw his hands up in frustration. “I know you’re not stupid. I never said you were.”
“You implied it,” Enma said.
“Okay, and what if Ito decided to get the study guides so all of us wouldn’t have to or whatever? What if Enma decided I only want to put time into researching interesting things, who cares about this stupid math class? I won’t say ‘sorry’ for wanting peace of mind just this once! Because I’m not sorry!”
“We wouldn’t do that,” Enma sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“I know,” Kuroki hissed. “It’s almost as if I have an anxiety disorder that makes me overthink and second-guess everything!”
Ito sighed. “Yeah, we know, but that doesn’t mean you can get away with doing stuff like this.”
“Why not?! We ignore all of our other problems! Why is this thing we have to acknowledge?” Kuroki said. “Why are my faults the problem we care about?! Enma wants to stay here forever, Ito wants to go home, but when I do things you guys disapprove of suddenly I’m the problem?”
Ito crossed their arms over their chest. “Enma is allowed to want to stay, I don’t own him. It sucks, but it doesn’t affect me or my goals.”
“Really, Ito?” Kuroki asked. “Because Enma has been very interested in why we’re here. He has a stupid notebook that he theorizes in. Which is out of character for someone who wants to stay, don’t you think? What do you think he’ll do if he figures out a way back? Do you think he’ll just give it to you and let you leave?”
Enma paled, holding up his hands in a kind of surrender. “Hey, man, c’mon –.”
“And Enma, don’t you think it’s weird that Ito’s been sucking up to Crowley lately? They’ve been so against genuinely connecting with us, so why are they suddenly so down for a damn-near parental relationship with that freak? I think they’re just hoping that, if they get on his good side, he might actually put some effort into finding us all a way home, to make them happy or something.”
Ito backed up a step. “You – you said his name, he heard all of that, why would you –?”
“Because I hate both of you,” snapped Kuroki. “Why can’t you two just agree? I don’t care where we are! I just want to be together and happy, but it’s just not fucking possible. Enma has to stay here, and Ito has to go home, and it’s fucked. I hate you. I hate you!”
Enma and Ito met eyes, and something in their expressions soured.
Ito scoffed. “You’re just jealous that I have a reason to go back.”
“Of course we’re jealous,” Enma said, through a tight, fake smile. “It must be nice to be your family, to be wanted, instead of just there.”
Silence stretched between them, save for Kuroki’s breathing, loud in his own ears. Ito’s fingers dug crescents into the flesh of their arms. Enma’s hands were balled into tight fists.
“You know what? Let’s buckle down for three days and get the house back, and then we can go spend Winter Break with whoever we want,” Enma said, smiling coldly. “Maybe some actual space’ll do us some good.”
“Fine by me,” said Ito.
“Fine,” Kuroki muttered. “Whatever.”
He walked over to the door and swung it open, not surprised to find all of their friends right outside of it. Deuce, who had had his ear all-but pressed up against the door, almost fell over.
“We were keeping people from overhearing,” Grim said, quickly.
“‘Course you were,” Ito said, giggling, brushing past Kuroki to pet the monster behind the ears.
Enma smiled. Painstakingly loosened his grip on his own hands finger by finger, until he was able to press a hand to his chest.
His knuckles were still white from the pressure.
“It’s fine. It’s probably best you guys know we’re fighting, since we’re all going to be working together. Can we count on you to keep us in check?”
From the looks of things, their friends did not want to get between them. But it wasn’t as if Ace and Deuce had a choice, if they wanted their anemones off. So they got nods from them.
Ito grinned. “Sweet. Thanks, guys.”
Kuroki stretched his arms over his head, breathing a sigh of relief when his back popped. “Well, since that’s over, I guess it’s time to actually check out the Coral Sea! Let’s do this thing!”
#twst yuu#kuroki yuuya#enma yuuken#twst grim#twisted wonderland#ace trappola#deuce spade#jack howl#ruggie bucchi#leona kingscholar#the girls are fightingggggg#something something no house something something no safety something something symbolism or whatever
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i want to see liliana and orym try to have an objective arguement where they're both completely incapable of removing their own deeply personal familial trauma from the equation forever. this is my reality tv
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@veiliisms sent an ask : ❛ You already lost. Don’t throw away your dignity. ❜ vee to coco i wanna see some fighting >:) GAME STARTERS VOL. 3 | FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS
coco wipes the sweat off her forehead, giving vera as mean a glare as she can manage. she's never been good at close combat and though she knows it, it doesn't stop her from going round after round with a superior opponent, sweat dripping down her back. her pride is stronger than the ache in her arms or the annoyance of the other's smug expression (don't french people always look smug, anyway?).
"ouai, ouai, maman," said with a sarcastic wave of the hand. coco takes a moment to swig off of her water bottle and brush the loose strands of her ponytail back. she's enjoying the challenge, truthfully. she doesn't really understand what beef they have, but that's been her whole life: most people end up head over heels in love with her, and the rest dislike her for their own reasons. no one has ever been neutral about coco labelle; vermilion is no exception. if it weren't for renji, coco wouldn't really give a shit about the negative opinions. but she likes a fight, and maybe they'll come out of their sparring match a little friendlier. win-win.
"jokes on you, i never had dignity in the first place." coco pushes her sweaty hair out of her face, drinking from a water bottle that is ungodly expensive, wearing workout gear that could break a lesser woman's bank. "what, you're not having any fun beating the shit out of me?"
#veiliisms#ic : coco labelle.#file : coco labelle.#answers.#the girls are fightingggggg#(are they ever NOT fighting?????)
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f1 girls how are we doing..??.
#the girls are fightingggggg#(pretending i don't already know mv will win every race etc etc bla bla bla)
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A random fic I started like all the way back last yearish when I first became obsessed with Syn, same sort of world as shadow au with Syn existing in the same world as my twos possibly the other twos from @seasidemew existing there too but lmao not important this is about Syn. Please enjoy his originally intended pure villain arc, bulletpointed after the original part I wrote up so it's at least done without me having to go into super detail about everything
Evil Syn au part 1 of ??
Faint coos and gurgling could be heard within the abandoned facility, within one of the rooms the dark hued mewtwo huddled over cradling a tiny form, her crystals and makings faintly illuminating the room. The light blue infant squirmed in her arms making soft vocalizations as their stumpy tail wiggled, sparkles of glow radiated with varying brightness from dotted patterns on the infants' skin like gold dust glowing bright as they cooed once more. A crescent moon pattern formed over the child's right eye. The infant let out a whimper at a sudden chill and the older mewtwo gently shoved her snout against their small form hands carefully supporting them as she nuzzled the baby to her face, warming them through body heat and soothing them with closeness.
"Shh, shh, it's okay, no need to cry it's okay, I've got you you're safe mamma's here…" The adult whispered against their child who clumsily reached to touch and hold onto their mother beginning to purr and coo once more. Darkness could feel herself trembling as she cradled the newborn close to her, she was exhausted and sweaty to say the least and incredibly ill prepared. Her breathing wobbled as she sensed the waves of pure gaia energy radiating off of the baby in her hands, every living thing has gaia but like some cruel punishment her infant practically glowed like an overcharged battery of the stuff. And she knew…she knew she wouldn't be the only one to sense it, that others of shadow kind would come.
Her breathing hitched in her throat as a sob wracked through her chest against her control, gasping as tears splattered on the flooring beneath her. She was in no state to fight them and she didn't know how long she had. Her baby whimpered as tears fell on their skin and she whispered apologies to them as she dried them and comforting them, apologizing for crying, apologizing for upsetting them, apologizing for bringing them into such a dangerous world and apologizing that they were going to suffer because of the ill actions she partook in. They didn't understand simply purring and glowing with sparkling energy, Darkness softly licked the baby's cheek purring back to them as their hands opened and closed in a kneading manner wiggling in her hands.
"My sweet little moon."
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A demented Hydreigon was one of the first to arrive crashing straight through a wall in a wild dragon frenzy snarling and snapping wildly searching for its prey, the crystal protruding out from the back of its neck mimicking the look of its natural frills. It was loud and it was big, but it was stupid and careless and unable to turn its main head with the crystal lodged in its spine by the looks of it. It lunged crashing into a generator receiving what should've been a killer electric shock, before it could recover with electric sparks fizzling over its body. She ripped the shard right out from the creatures' lower neck, watching it jerk spasm and flop still. The crystal having become infused and embedded into and by removing it it had severed the link to the body and effectively broken the main spine. She held no sympathy for it, throwing the crystal she couldn't use across the room.
More came and despite her more exhausted state she found they were relatively manageable, she had to throw a few of the corpses outside and looked in dismay at the damages caused by these idiotic creatures figuring she'd need to move somewhere else soon somewhere safer to raise her young and hopefully learn how to mask her gaia signature by then.
By the late morning, because of course she gave birth in the night and had to be vigilantly awake ever since, she'd become almost overconfident in herself, figuring perhaps if every shadow Pokémon out there were just everyday Pokémon and this easy to defeat maybe she could cull them all and be the only one left letting her raise her child in peace.
Unfortunately fate had other ideas…
Darkness rubbed at her eyes sleepily with a yawn as she attempted to get her daughter to try some of the berry that she has pureed beyond it's life, "come on little moon," another yawn as she gently tapped her finger onto her young kittens lips leaving a small dollop of the berry puree behind in hopes her child would try to lick it off, "you need to eat something, you must be hungry, just have a little num nums please, mamas tired." The practically liquidized berry slid from her finger splatting on the floor as she gave an exhausted groan leaning her head forward closing her eyes.
She jolted awake as she felt herself slipping realizing she nearly fell asleep, she sighed licking the berry puree off her finger and gently licking her babys' face clean wondering how she even managed to get berry puree in her forehead as she slowly walked to the medical room which she'd been using as her sleeping room. She shuffled over to the recovery bed at the end side of the room where she'd hoarded all the different fabrics that she enjoyed the texture of, climbing onto the bed carefully while holding her kitten in one hand she shuffled her feet and legs and available hand adjusting the fabrics into a makeshift nest. Using her tail she lifted a blanket and shuffled backwards under it lowering the blanket onto herself effectively tucking herself into her nest comfortable buried inside, she moved a pillow as she moved to lie on her side placing the pillow next to her chest and gently placing her kitten on top of the pillow and laying the blanket over them so that she was close, wouldn't get squished and wouldn't get too hot being put too deep in the nest. Through Darkness did wrap her arm over and under the pillow with her hand gently resting on her kitten just to be safe.
Dark attempts to get some mceepyin cause she's so fucking tired my guy holy shit it's been a long day with a wiggling kitten and people coming literally trying to kill her baby to drain her life energy, baby wiggles and cooes
Outside the sky darkens as something powerful and dangerous approaches
Dark bolts awake as Syn makes contact with the floor outside gasping to herself sensing his power now suddenly through her sleep, he takes a moment eyeing the damaged structure before floating inside hunting down the radiating glow of life energy unlike anything he'd ever sensed
Dark attempts to flee but her path is blocked off by Syn, they stare at each other assessing the others power level he can sense she's weakened but is aware she's very powerful and she can sense his power too. His eyes fall on the infant in her arms that she possessive pulls closer to her body attempting to hide with her hands, he only assumes they are same place same time hunting the same life force and he's not in the mood for sharing
He strikes for her, she barely manages to dodge swinging her tail at him but hitting a wall restricted by the hallway space she's stuck he gets a kick in right to her soft delicate tummy
She stumbles backwards a few steps, baby starting to cry in her arms, aura glowing off her body brightly going through Darks fingertips. She can't fight him and protect her. She focuses and teleports the baby away just as he goes to grab for child slamming her head down to nut him
He growls in frustration stepping back and turning to leave as he came for that gaia source not her and she's less worth it in his opinion, the strike in the back makes him stumble forward before glaring over his shoulder with a dangerous growl
He moves first with greater speed ramming dark backwards through the walls of the structure sending her body crumpling outside sliding against the dirt, he glares darkly as he steps through the hole in the wall following after her slightly amused when her weaker body gets up
They fight some more and he'd almost be impressed if he wasn't so already done and pissed off with her tbh she tries to slash him with her tail he manages to beat and bruise her with his ect until and attack from him topples her over the end of the ledge the lab was on and her body falls hitting nearly every rock on the way down falling right into a muddy ditch
He looks over the edge and can't see her past the tree line or sense her anymore to finish the job as she suppresses her aura, he scans searching before sensing gaia baby's aura again and flying off after it
Meanwhile elsewhere Maybe just got jumpscared by randomly spawning baby child that she caught out the air from falling holding in her arms comforting to stop them crying. Matt judging (he's the baby >:c not that baby doesn't like to share)
When they sense shadow pokemon approaching they both bolt and as Maybe runs holding this child she must protect her powers kick in mega evolving and she's running at speeds she rarely achieves weaving through the trees with skill gaia glowing through her from the baby keeping her going
Until Syn appears in her way getting in front of her making her slide to a stop and take a step back. He eyes this new mewtwo up because mega mewtwo x huh? He can take em without even mega evolving then he's got a 6’4 mewtwo to crush when he beats the mega out of em.
He takes a warning step closer watching the other back away, “now let's be reasonable,” the last mewtwo was just a thing protecting it's catch, this mewtwo might have sense, “I don't want to harm /you/” he emphasizes, “I just want that gaia lifeforce you're holding there, nobody has to get hurt” his tail swings up and slams down crushing the skull of an approaching shadowed pikachu, he chuckles, “nobody reasonable that is”
“You think I don't know what you'll do if I hand over this child?” his expression betraying his surprise at a female voice but only briefly face falling into annoyance as she cups the infant closer to her body trying to soothe the distressed baby, “you'll drain her of all her lifeforce,” maybe steps back from him still seeing his expression turn dark at her lack of cooperation, “like fuck am I letting you do that.”
Syn tuts to himself looking to the side disappointed before lunging forward at her surprised as she dodged senses heightened for the gaia being willingly given and shared with her swinging her spare arm to slam her fist down into his spine as he attempted to go for her hitting the ground and sliding painfully which just riles him up more
They fight and he's amused by how much she's compromised by how she has to hold and protect the child from him it makes her fighting sloppy and restrictive a waste of a mega form and he's a bit impressed by how long she's holding it for
He shoves her up against a tree one hand grabbing her upper arm that's holding the baby the other grabbing her hand grinning up at her before he mega evolves just to tower over her, he hears the bone in her upper arm crunch in his grip as she yells out in pain for it
Her tail wraps around the tree tightly and she heaves up her legs kangaroo kicking him in the gut away his feet sliding back through the dirt and crashing into a tree himself causing him to grunt and wheeze glaring at her to hide his surprise and intrigue at her battle prowess
The sharp movement of air as she takes off causes him to stagger before moving to quickly fly after her
She flies fight into Matt snarling something at him as he enters mega Y and zooms off with blinding speed as she locates Syn coming right for her moving and flying right back at him
They crash dangerously sending a shock wave of energy through the area trees bending at the force she grabs him with her hands and tail determined to drag him down in a death roll and using the momentum and confusion to crash them both down her knees digging into his form as they crash together her victory short lived swinging an arm successfully back handing punching her across the face sending her flying off body scraping against the ground
As he gets up back bruised and some injuries on his front he realises…. She was a distraction looking off towards where the mega Y shot off he goes to follow until his tail is grabbed and he's swung thrown backwards, “no you don't, I'm not done with you”
He cant help laughing at that assessment, she's not done with him? Ha! “well I was willing to ignore you until we next met but if you insist, tell me, how long can you keep that mega form” going for her again knowing that this other mewtwo has been mega far longer than him and was likely fueled by the gaia energy so how long is she going to last with the extra energy gone?
To Syns great annoyance he will discover it's a fucking while!! She doesn't betray her growing weariness or tiredness as they fight fists colliding and moves exploding off of each other, for the second time that day he's nutted this time under the chin causing him to bite his tongue and spit out blood annoyed. She hits hard and she can take a hard hitting. It'd be greatly desirable were he not so interested in his hunt for the gaia lifeforce
She screams as while tackling her he rips open her back with synergy dark energy covered claws pinning her onto the ground his claws sunk deep into her back flesh pinned there by her own body weight as he kneels over her feeling her life drained through his fingers and the blood in his palms
He can see the energy of her aura and mega flicker and fizzle before receiving a punch in the side of his neck guard not thinking much of it if she wants to get crystals in her hands so be it until he felt the burning sensation yelling and throwing himself away from her her and his blood splattering the grass as he touches the stab(???) wound feeling it burn his aura flickering and seeing synergy claws protruding from the backs of her hands as she stands up slowly despite her bleeding back
Her victory is short lived her mega form breaks, he covers his eyes for the bright glow eyes level to meet his adversary before dropping down to actually see her, she was shorter than he anticipated…
He chuckles and then he cackles and he enters a full blown laugh looking at the 5’4 mewtwo before him, “oh dearest, you are not what I expected~” he cooes mockingly amused by the turn of events. This entire time she'd just been boosted by the gaia then? And he thought she was your average mewtwo. Though it wasn't needed he stayed in mega form he had a Y to hunt as he turned to leave her there
She'd been a good fight and while he would've delighted in killing her he was just amused enough by her sorry state he figured he'd show some mercy after all he had bigger fish to fry. He quickly came to regret that as despite being bloodied bruised and heaving for her breath she grabbed his tail as he attempted to fly away swinging to smash him into the ground
“Oh you're not fucking going anywhere,” he glares at her from the ground, still so determined to die then. Find he'd give her that.
Despite the loss of mega she kept going she still hit hard and took the beatings he was giving out, how was he keeping up, how was her arm that he broke healed?! He managed to strike her down standing on her head to push her down into the dirt, “this” he breathed heavy the exertion of mega evolution getting to him but he tried not to betray that, “has been quite the experience, but you have been bested, now why don't you lie there and submit before I break and splatter your skull across the dirt and pebbles hm?” it'd probably have been easier for him to just do what he was threatening than just threaten it. Perhaps she intrigued him or he just wanted to prolong the game and get her properly later
He didn't expect her to bite his fucking FOOT. He snarled pulling his foot away sharply before kicking her clean in the face sending her crashing into the bottom of a tree her nose broken and bloodied as he glared. This would be impressive if it didn't piss him off so much watching her once more force herself back to her feet meeting his glare with her own determined scowl
“Nuh uh. Not yet.” she smirked at him past the blood from her nose and the bruises and wounds. Her goal ultimately was just to distract him really keep his attention on her as long as she physically could to give her brother the best headstart from escaping this shadow mewtwo as she could and that was what fueled her right now. Pure determination and grit.
In honesty this segment of the fight she's getting most of the beating he starts to not hold back from the sheer anger and frustration of how much she's denying his exit he MUST beat her now it's not about leaving her to pursue the gaia is far enough away now she has his whole undivided attention /bad very very bad
He grabs her by the throat as she staggers to try to stand picking her up off the ground as he chokes her, “oh there,, there we go,” he can see and sense it she's reaching her limit now she can't go on and he simply purrs and cooes as though comforting her even as he grips her throat, “that's it,” he exhales a soft chuckle, “that's it” she was quite the fight but he WON
Her hands grasp the one holding her throat struggling to breathe before moving to grab one of his crystal formations causing him to snarl out in pain feeling her attempt to drain it?? Turning his head sharply he sinks his teeth into her wrist returning the bites she'd bestowed upon him making her yelp out on pain whimpering he slams her into a rock hand on her throat his other hand pinning her bitten wrist to the rock painfully rocks jabbing into her back as he licks her blood from his lips finally letting his mega form slip standing over her smugly
She still grasps at the hand on her throat with her remaining hand and weakly she shoves her feet against his legs trying to push against him to leverage herself to reduce the choking or trying to shove him away he couldn't tell but he could feel her weakening from it, his grip tightening when she attempts to weakly kick at him with her foot watching her struggle exhaling a struggled breath eyes about to roll back into unconsciousness before he eases his grip again hearing her struggle to gasp the little air she can spluttering tears rolling out her eyes from the choking, he can see her even trying to mega evolve the energy flickering around her and from her mega stone in her chest but it can't form she's too weak it's a cute attempt tho
Now at this point it could go two ways because while she's been #annoying as fuck, for him I'm not sure if while doing all this he thought oooh girl~ (shock me like an electric eel(idk I've seen the meme about))
Bad end she mumbles gurgles something struggling for being choked and while he's confident in his victory he smirks leaning closer saying softly, “what was that hm? Final words?” he hears her gasp inhaling shortly struggling before uttering “I,,, still won” before she bites right into his face that was leant close to hers bonus points if she takes a chunk outta his lip because hm yea lip biting sexy but this time it's for ripping his flesh off lmao which would just send him from his content I won 0 to moving his hand from her throat to slam her head back and feral biting right into her throat draining her lifeforce violently killing a scream before it can leave her. Does he need to bite her like a feral vampire? No but he's annoyed now she bit his fucking pretty face!!! Took a chunk out his fucking lip!!! Throat rights revoked! He drains her and tears her throat out in the process from how violently he was biting dropping her body watching the blood gush out her throat and spitting out the flesh in his teeth beyond pissed off but hmm that was a satisfying meal she was so full of life and so potent too~ before taking off to finish the hunt he started
Worse ending he looks at the slightly glowing pulsing mega stone in her chest making a purr to himself remembering her synergy attack and the fact she tried to drain his own crystal, his psychic breaking off a shard from himself wincing at the pain but ignoring it, “aw, did you want my crystal? Here. /You can have it!/” his voice louder as he speaks with intent but not shouting as his psychic stabs plunging the crystal through her mega stone scene cuts to black background silhouette views the yellow crystal going through her white mega stone and the yellow veins rapidly growing through her body and consuming her eyes indicating the Synergy shadow taking over her and infecting her. Teams have been forcefully reshuffled. Player 2 is now on Team Shadow. Why Syn thought corrupting the girl he's spent the better part of an hour or more fighting would be a good idea I'm not sure but sometimes the rush of combat and adrenaline can be blinding girl who could keep up with him in combat? Wants wants wants
Either ending Matts having a panic attack in a Milktank field as the baby gets some needed moomoo milk rocking back and forth because he is NOT prepared for this wah
And that's the end of that idk chapter? Segment? I'm not sure XD I don't know how this will be finished tbh but I just wanted to write about them beating the shit out of each other and Syn just??? You fucking bit me????
Hunter you're welcome to add any of your own thoughts and opinions on how you think it'd go and end and what you think might happen from here cause I'm at a loss lmao I hope you enjoy your son being evil
#My writing#Incomplete fic#Bulletpointed plot beats fic#I wanted it done#Tw fighting#Tw death#Tw blood#tw blood mention#The girls are fightingggggg#Syn gets to be evil and a dick as a treat#Tw intent to cause harm to child#Tw child endangerment#Luna who is barely 24 hours old XD she going through it#Also dark being cute#@seasidemew Syn#@seasidemew oc#Forgor how to tag my fics it's been a while
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@flameimpaler -- continued from here!
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Guts was unfazed by the chaos that burned around them both, as though this were a worryingly common occurrence for the swordsman. He seemed equally unmoved by Messmer's hostility towards him - no, not unmoved. He was amused, with the corner of one of his lips curled up into something akin to a cocky smile.
Truth be told, he didn't really have any actual good reason for being here. Curiosity, perhaps, but that had turned into an entirely different reason as he'd approached the burning village from afar; one that made itself known through the familiar sensation of a throbbing, stabbing pain upon the brand, blood welling up and running down the nape of his neck in rivers of crimson.
There was only one thing that could make it react like that.
His hand clenched around the handle of the enormous sword he had casually hefted over his shoulder, his single good eye scanning over Messmer's form, before he'd properly draw the blade from where it rested and into his hands. The sword itself was monstrously large; longer than he was tall, it was more akin to a sharpened slab of iron than a proper sword. And yet he handled it as though it didn't weigh over 400 pounds.
"I don't really give a damn who you are. Or what your business is for cleansing the land. But what I do give a damn about, is you stinking up the place with your holier-than-thou attitude. So, how about this; we just beat the shit out of each other until only one of us is left standing. That sound good?"
#rp thread#born to die as a waste of air; guts#threads of fate; crossover verse#flameimpaler#THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGGGG#normally the brand only reacts to apostles/similar entities but fuck it we ball#and also because it actually gives guts an excuse to beef w/ messmer because otherwise he'd probably just walk away lmao#random guy burning down some random village? not my problem#that random guy happens to (probably) be an apostle? REAL SHIT. KILL HIS ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i should do more elden ring rps with guts...........
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love their expressions….
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I spent like 7 story sections manually tapping through stuff I couldn’t read just so I could see you in game bby
Incredibly funny koyanskya immediately reacts like this though. The long standing rivalry between bats and rabbits
I. Love. These. Faces.
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